Transient Incidents

I feel contentment
On those euphoric days,
But gradually they fall out
Of the world sometimes,
Is there a place for carefree
felicities? Evanescent bliss
Between seventh heaven
And cloud nine.

Lighthearted pleasure,
High spirited well being,
And do clouds hold purity
Of fugacious dreams,
When rains mystically fall
With their once breath?
Contented intangibility comes
To worlds on any level,

Incorporeal meaning, if
The heart knows its touch,
Exuberance, exhilaration,
Each moment transports
Delight to eyes wide with life,
True happiness, knowing
How small we really are
In the great picture of reality,

There’s no painting by numbers
When life is beyond short lived
Purpose, the trapped everyday,
Draw outside the lines, live
Outside the box, happiness
Is knowing there’s more to come
And I’m knock knock knocking
On heavens transcendental door.

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Poem © Phen Weston 2014

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